Maybe not so much of a celebrity now, but Carol Smillie. My sister was unfortunate to sit next to her when flying up from London only to be told "don't even thing about engaging in any conversation with me..."

Funnily enough Hitler was a lovely bloke offscreen. And Genghis Khan was a real animal lover, you should have seen him with our two dogs. Vlad the Impaler,believe it or not, turned up to our disabled son's birthday party and had us all in fits.
On the other hand, I met Jesus once and boy did he think he was it.

Maybe not so much of a celebrity now, but Carol Smillie. My sister was unfortunate to sit next to her when flying up from London only to be told "don't even thing about engaging in any conversation with me..."

Maybe not so much of a celebrity now, but Carol Smillie. My sister was unfortunate to sit next to her when flying up from London only to be told "don't even thing about engaging in any conversation with me..."

In retaliation, did she dig out her IPod or something similar, without a word?

Funnily enough Hitler was a lovely bloke offscreen. And Genghis Khan was a real animal lover, you should have seen him with our two dogs. Vlad the Impaler,believe it or not, turned up to our disabled son's birthday party and had us all in fits.
On the other hand, I met Jesus once and boy did he think he was it.

Clive Dunn was OK, at the age of twenty in the sixties I managed an electrical store near Putney bridge. He'd come in for light bulbs, plugs and the odd small appliance, as he only lived round the corner in a flat on Lower Richmond Road. He was always very polite.
He wasn't much different in real life to his TV characters.

I knew someone a few years ago (I don't think it's right to say who without their permission) and they pointed out that from the moment they set foot outside their front door, to the moment they got home, people were recognising him, and how difficult it was to be permanantly cheerful and happy. He said sometimes he would just be lost in his own thoughts at the supermarket check out, doing what we all do, in terms of thinking of all the other things he still had to do, but because he wasn't grinning from ear to ear this counted as being miserable in the eyes of the checkout girl. I would imagine the novelty of being recognised when you want to be off duty soon wears off.

I knew someone a few years ago (I don't think it's right to say who without their permission) and they pointed out that from the moment they set foot outside their front door, to the moment they got home, people were recognising him, and how difficult it was to be permanantly cheerful and happy. He said sometimes he would just be lost in his own thoughts at the supermarket check out, doing what we all do, in terms of thinking of all the other things he still had to do, but because he wasn't grinning from ear to ear this counted as being miserable in the eyes of the checkout girl. I would imagine the novelty of being recognised when you want to be off duty soon wears off.

Absolutely spot on. We all have our "off" days and our "away" days as described above. You can't seriously deliver a verdict of "vile" on somebody on the basis of a single encounter - either your own or one you have heard repeated. The Jimmy Saviles of this world, on the other hand ...

Maybe not so much of a celebrity now, but Carol Smillie. My sister was unfortunate to sit next to her when flying up from London only to be told "don't even thing about engaging in any conversation with me..."

What a jumped up madam, who would want to talk to her anyway. I would've laughed back in her face and said "don't flatter yourself love, the in-flight magazine is probably more interesting than you."

I have met Jamie Oliver, who is a lovely person and very friendly. On a flight back to NY, I was seated next to jeremy clarkson and he was rude and obnoxious. And got drunk pretty quick and It was sickening to see him chat up the young stewardess who promptly moved to the other section to be replaced by a camp steward. That shut Jeremy up The people in our cabin pissed themselves laughing.

Maybe not so much of a celebrity now, but Carol Smillie. My sister was unfortunate to sit next to her when flying up from London only to be told "don't even thing about engaging in any conversation with me..."

She should have said "That's okay, I don't talk to strangers." or just looked down her nose at her and said "Do you know who I am?"